Musings

Season-noted

Purple hyacinth

Easiest closeup flower photo of the day: this hyacinth was in an almost eye-level planting by the sidewalk. A bit frost-nipped….

Great scented shrub fleur

I smelled a combination of honey and orange…looked for the flower and found this unassuming specimen. Sorry I can’t post the lovely scent.

Knobby tire posturing

For no apparent reason, I include this knobby tire/wheel, aka tire with toenails, as I once heard it put.

Happy spring, or almost-spring.

Music aside

Mahonia against blue sky

Mahonia spp. I’m used to yellow flowers and blue “fruit,” but this one has yellow fruit.

Yesterday I encountered a word I hadn’t remembered encountering before, but of course I had…and forgotten. The word is carnyx. Synonyms are war trumpet and Celtic horn. Apparently it was ritual instrument used in warfare. Only a very few have been found—and only one in the British Isles: the Deskford carnyx.

I saw that carnyx in a display at the National Museum of Scotland, along with a reconstruction (with a tantalizing red tongue). And I saw the word carnyx in the accompanying explanatory materials.

373px Figures with horns on the Gundestrup Cauldron

However, I focused on getting a decent memory-photo (bad reflections), and thought about how big it was—serious mixed media and complex metallurgy techniques, it seemed to me—still does.

The Gundestrup caldron, found in northern Denmark, has a panel showing a trio of carnyx players (Open Commons photo). This helps us know how it was used. Read more on this page by acoustics professor Daniel A. Russell. He also details many of the times illustrator Albert Uderzo used versions of the instrument in the Astérix series.

Holding those tall pipes must have been tricky while walking. The much later, stubbier bagpipes made music-while-marching much easier, I would think.

I’m guessing carnyces fit into the group of instruments that create vibrating columns of air.

Of horses…

Horsetailhedge

I found a horsetail hedge today. Actually, I’ve seen it before, but it didn’t occur to me that what I was seeing has an alliterative name.

Martin mounting block

Speaking of horses—and carriages—here’s a mounting block, I assume more recent than the days when it was needed, and thus for show. I would have expected the name to be on the street side…. Maybe the owner prefers to look out his (her?) front door and see his (her?) name out by the street, creating a feel-good (possessive?) moment?

Unseen

Lilac hyacinth

Unseen: snow flurries.

O4WP overview

Unseen: biting, cold wind.

Conclusion: winter weather re-materialized.

Undecided

Frog shoulder weld

Not about my vote, but about what photo to post. I think I ceded a few IQ points to the sunshine when we soaked it in by Mr. Frog (Reader version) at the ABG. This is his (seems male to me) shoulder weld.

Conservatory mist

At the conservatory, we enjoyed the mystery mist effect.

Orange outdoor table chairs

Sometime we’ll stop here for a snack and a glass of wine. This is the patio refreshment stand, and it’s relatively new. So far, if we eat, we enjoy the café.

Gate view shadow

Bye, ABG.

Sunlit finds

Phlox in winter hah

More unexpected blooms…pretty darned early to find phlox. Love ’em, though.

Stone church location Battle of Atlanta

Strolled by this 20th-C church on Degress Avenue just as it was catching the late-day light. Apparently the building is a remodeled house. It’s on the hilltop that was ground zero for the Battle of Atlanta on 22 July 1864, at least in the version portrayed in the Cyclorama (currently being restored at the Atlanta History Center). Love the capitals atop the skeuomorphic (right?) columns that are really small-scale buttresses if you look behind the bushes.

BotGarden bits

Fuzzy hairy underleaves

Off to the ABG on a warm sunny day—unseasonably warm and sunny. Still, I decided, I’ll take advantage!

I tried to get this shot last week, but it wasn’t in focus. Got it today.

Pan n shadow

Meanwhile, out in the sun, Pan played his two bronze(?) pipes. LoveLove the shadow.

RTF

Golden croci

These crocuses surprised me—seems pretty darned early for them, even in ATL. (#notmyyard #notmygarden)

Open thats for lease

The sign says “open,” but the restaurant’s really closed and for lease. It’s not that I’m a skeptic!—it really is!

Chestnuts from China

This is just a simple, organic beauty shot, the kind I like so well…in this case, gleaming chestnuts from China.

Today’s a Random-Topic Friday in this little spot on the web.

Park/BotGarden check

Fatsia in winter

I have seen these outdoors at the BotGarden and in yards, but never looked them up. I found an identification plaque near this one in the BotGarden, but couldn’t tell if it was for this plant. A quick smart-phone search and…tada! this is a Fatsia spp (probably F. japonica). To me, the leaves look like a strange castor bean.

Yellow conservatory flower

This striking flower cluster was in the BotGarden conservatory, and I did not look for a label. One of life’s mysteries….

Lets do this bucket

We found many volunteers and employees of the ABG busy with mid-winter spiffing, indoors and out. When we were in the conservatory, we found many rakes and trimmings, but no people. Break time?

Canada geese PiedPk winter

Overwintering Canada geese (and other waterfowl) in the park…these were swimming to a white-bread-spreading family…; is that the goose equivalent of Mc_Donald’s nutrition? Photo is to show that although we saw several ghosty shadows, mostly it was thoroughly overcast.

Random thoughts

PiedPk bamboo

Walking by this healthy stand of bamboo, I thought, why aren’t the world’s ecosystems dominated by cockroaches and bamboo? Or, more abstractly, insects and grasses?

Or maybe they are, if you ignore the little-ees, the viruses, bacteria and their ilk. Which seems like a lot.

Front yard bench birdbath

A bench and a water feature elevates this front yard to fancy. Needs a touch of weeding, though. Love the cushions.

Turkey tail fungi

And I’m so excited: I found out the other day that this is the turkey-tail fungi…I didn’t expect to see one until late next summer. I was wrong.